Post by Apollo Justice on Jun 8, 2009 5:43:45 GMT 1
Title: Awkward
Rating: T/M (Not sure if this can be considered "sexual themes"?)
Pairing(s)/Characters: Apollo/Trucy, sort of.
Status: Unfinished - I might not even write the rest of the story, 'orz.
Warnings/Spoilers: If you don't like incest, it's SLIGHTLYSLIGHTLY disturbing. Also, possible spoilers for AJ
Disclaimer: Capcom owns Apollo Justice and its characters yadda yadda yadda.
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Awkward did not even begin to describe the situation Apollo currently found himself in.
Trucy sat up, under the covers, of the left side of Apollo's bed. Apollo stood abruptly to the right, having jumped off from that side. Trucy was wearing only a t-shirt that looked like something from Apollo's wardrobe and a pair of shorts. Apollo looked down swiftly to make sure he was at least wearing boxers, and to his relief, he was wearing boxers and a t-shirt. But that wasn't enough to relieve him of the situation. "Trucy, what do you—what's going on?!"
Trucy rolled her eyes, as if Apollo should've known the answer. "Really, Apollo? You seemed totally fine with this a few hours ago."
"Fine?! Why would I be fine with this?!" He wasn't even really sure what this was, but whatever it was, he was NOT fine with it.
"Aren't you always fine?" Trucy smirked at her own joke. "But seriously, I don't understand why you're being so uptight all of a sudden. What's gotten into you?" She stood up slowly and walked around the bed in Apollo's direction. Apollo's lack of ability to think of an intelligible response forced Trucy to continue. "It's not like there's anything wrong with us sleeping together..."
Apollo didn't know whether to scream or be thankful that she only said sleeping. "Wh... B-but of course there is! I mean, I'm so much older than you... This can't be legal!"
"Of course it's legal! It's not like we're doing anything besides sleeping," she said, nearly giggling. "Well, nothing too terrible, anyway." (At this, Apollo shuddered.) "And Daddy agreed to it, so you're not going to get in any trouble with him, if that's what you were worrying about."
"H-he allowed this? He allowed this?!"
Trucy rolled her eyes again. "Apollo..."
"A-and besides, that," Apollo said, trying another tactic—something that might actually work this time, he hoped. "I... I couldn't. You're more like a sister to me than anything else."
"That's not what you said yesterday."
But then what did I say yesterday...? Trucy seemed not to notice Apollo's horror-stricken face as she wrapped her arms around Apollo's neck, and Apollo seemed not to notice her gesture until it was too late. "Now, come on, Polly," she said, a grin growing on her face that made Apollo squeamish. "Come back to bed. I'm sure it'll all come back to you in the morning..."
Apollo assumed it was safe to say this was nothing less than a nightmare.
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Apollo jolted awake, nearly screaming, but not quite. He quickly looked to his left, expecting to see Trucy at his side, but the left side of the bed was empty, as it always had been. Just a nightmare, Apollo reassured himself. Thank God that was just a nightmare. He gave himself a few moments to calm down and picked up the cell phone on the night-stand beside him—his clock. "...Three-oh-six," he said to himself, though it was practically useless. He set the cell phone back down and gave himself a few more moments to convince himself that what he just went through wasn't real, but the whole ordeal had made him too exhausted to do so and he fell back on his pillow, asleep in an instant.
Rating: T/M (Not sure if this can be considered "sexual themes"?)
Pairing(s)/Characters: Apollo/Trucy, sort of.
Status: Unfinished - I might not even write the rest of the story, 'orz.
Warnings/Spoilers: If you don't like incest, it's SLIGHTLYSLIGHTLY disturbing. Also, possible spoilers for AJ
Disclaimer: Capcom owns Apollo Justice and its characters yadda yadda yadda.
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Awkward did not even begin to describe the situation Apollo currently found himself in.
Trucy sat up, under the covers, of the left side of Apollo's bed. Apollo stood abruptly to the right, having jumped off from that side. Trucy was wearing only a t-shirt that looked like something from Apollo's wardrobe and a pair of shorts. Apollo looked down swiftly to make sure he was at least wearing boxers, and to his relief, he was wearing boxers and a t-shirt. But that wasn't enough to relieve him of the situation. "Trucy, what do you—what's going on?!"
Trucy rolled her eyes, as if Apollo should've known the answer. "Really, Apollo? You seemed totally fine with this a few hours ago."
"Fine?! Why would I be fine with this?!" He wasn't even really sure what this was, but whatever it was, he was NOT fine with it.
"Aren't you always fine?" Trucy smirked at her own joke. "But seriously, I don't understand why you're being so uptight all of a sudden. What's gotten into you?" She stood up slowly and walked around the bed in Apollo's direction. Apollo's lack of ability to think of an intelligible response forced Trucy to continue. "It's not like there's anything wrong with us sleeping together..."
Apollo didn't know whether to scream or be thankful that she only said sleeping. "Wh... B-but of course there is! I mean, I'm so much older than you... This can't be legal!"
"Of course it's legal! It's not like we're doing anything besides sleeping," she said, nearly giggling. "Well, nothing too terrible, anyway." (At this, Apollo shuddered.) "And Daddy agreed to it, so you're not going to get in any trouble with him, if that's what you were worrying about."
"H-he allowed this? He allowed this?!"
Trucy rolled her eyes again. "Apollo..."
"A-and besides, that," Apollo said, trying another tactic—something that might actually work this time, he hoped. "I... I couldn't. You're more like a sister to me than anything else."
"That's not what you said yesterday."
But then what did I say yesterday...? Trucy seemed not to notice Apollo's horror-stricken face as she wrapped her arms around Apollo's neck, and Apollo seemed not to notice her gesture until it was too late. "Now, come on, Polly," she said, a grin growing on her face that made Apollo squeamish. "Come back to bed. I'm sure it'll all come back to you in the morning..."
Apollo assumed it was safe to say this was nothing less than a nightmare.
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Apollo jolted awake, nearly screaming, but not quite. He quickly looked to his left, expecting to see Trucy at his side, but the left side of the bed was empty, as it always had been. Just a nightmare, Apollo reassured himself. Thank God that was just a nightmare. He gave himself a few moments to calm down and picked up the cell phone on the night-stand beside him—his clock. "...Three-oh-six," he said to himself, though it was practically useless. He set the cell phone back down and gave himself a few more moments to convince himself that what he just went through wasn't real, but the whole ordeal had made him too exhausted to do so and he fell back on his pillow, asleep in an instant.
